My sister came to visit not too long ago. And since London is a great place for shopping, one day, we went out to do exactly that.
My goal for that bit of shopping was simple. Buy a leather coat. Fast forward two days of shopping and I couldn’t find the exact leather jacket I had in mind. I wanted a quilted jacket with a slim fitting that would hit at the hip. Like I said, two days of looking with no luck. Undeterred, I vowed to hit another part of the city until I found THE jacket.
Then on our way home I noticed that the girl who got off the tube before me was in a leather jacket. Walking out of the station I spied two young women chatting outside a Sainsbury Local. They were wearing leather jackets. A hip mom pushing a stroller walked down the aisles of Boots wearing….you guessed it. And wouldn’t you know it, as we were entering our apartment we ran into a neighbor. Yup, she too was wearing a leather jacket.
Apparently every woman in London wears or owns a leather jacket. And I suppose, I just wanted to have the same spots as everyone else in my new herd.
We were having dinner last Monday when a friend texted to say, “Have you heard about, Boston?” We immediately turned on WBUR to hear what was happening. Bombings?! In Boston?! What? We reached out immediately to our friends and family. Thankfully everyone was well, but still, it broke my heart to hear that people had lost limbs and worst, had died.
I felt bewildered, worried and afraid for my friends, family and fellow Bostonians. Please know that even though I am far that my thoughts are with you dearest readers who are in Boston.
It seems so silly to post street-style photos at a time when precious lives have been lost. So for now, I will share some this photo I took last year early one morning while at home.